Dear boys who criticize girls for 'friendzoning',
Girls are not required to date you. We do not owe you anything. Just because you treated us like human beings does not give you the right to guilt us into going on a date with you. Just because you do not approve of who some of us date does not give you the right to say girls only date jerks. We don't owe you anything because everyone deserves to be treated with respect and kindness, and treating someone the way they deserve to be treated does not make you special or unique. It makes you better than some, yes, but you are not the only person out there who deserves her.
Sincerely, I'm sorry my friendship was a crappy consolation prize.
Dear people who say there should be fat models and Disney princesses,
Being overweight is just as unhealthy as being underweight
Sincerely, lets just have healthy models?
And THAT is how you die for love.
Dear people who say we should "stop acting so entitled",
Please stop. I don't think I'm entitled to a scholarship because I'm white. It's not the idea of scholarships going to people of other races that irritates me. The racism is what bothers me! Yes, white people can be discriminated against, believe it or not. I am SICK AND TIRED of seeing my friends with 4.0 GPAs getting turned down for admission to the schools they wanted, and seeing people with 2.7 GPAs getting in to the same school because they're black. It's not about the race of others getting in. It's about the reverse snobbery and racism.
Sincerely, an irate good student watching the school dunce get into the UW.
Dear Mike Jeffries CEO of Abercrombie and Fitch,
I am disgusted by your hurtful comments that say your store will only sell to a certain type of person, aka the "popular, skinny" type, which is the only type of beauty in your head. I may physically be the type of person you want shopping at your stores, but please know that I will never shop there again, and my friends are doing the same.
Dear teenagers next to me saying "I'm so going to hell!",
I'm an 80 year old holocoust survivor
Sincerely, you know nothing of hell
Dear people with anxiety disorders,
Please remember that even if you don't overcome your difficulties completely, sometimes success is just going to the store to buy milk without panicking. You might get out of it or you might not, but either way remember to celebrate little successes along the way.
I am more than a butt. Or thighs, or abs, or breasts. I am more than a mind, a religion, a sexual preference or skin color, a mouth, muscles, stretch marks, talents or a voice. I am all of these things and so much more, and if you objectify one part of who I am, you're missing out on the best as a whole.
Sincerely, someone who's tired of the singular approach
Dear breast cancer awareness,
Please realize that breast cancer is only one of many life threatening conditions all around the world. Don't get me wrong, I support you 100%, but don't act like it's the only thing we need to fix.
Sincerely, dying of brain cancer
Thank you for flipping perfectly when I looked up to talk to my crush.
Sincerely, awkward quiet girl who left the class clown speechless
Dear Fellow "Pacifist" College Students,
I'm making care packages for soldiers in Afghanistan and you're calling them horrible names? I don't like them over there either, but hate the politicians that send them there, not them. Those men and women come back scarred and having difficult times readjusting to the easy civilian life we take for granted. Have some compassion.
Sincerely, Just trying to make the world a little less ugly.
Dear eight year old little brother,
I am incredibly proud of you for saving your friends life by dragging her above the water and out of the lazy river while the life guards that were getting paid to be guarding lives were too busy eating, talking, and texting to pay attention to the fifteen young kids in the lazy river when a parent just so happened to not be right there.
Sincerely, your forever proud big sister
Is it just me or does it feel like Kim Kardashian and Kate Middleton have been pregnant forever?
Dear people who think that rich kids have it easy,
My parents may be rich, but I am broke. My life sucks. Since elementary school, I have gone to five schools (not because I am expelled or a bad kid, but because we can't find a good fit). This has left me as the most socially awkward person you will ever meet: I have no close friends; I am unable to talk to girls, and am rarely included in groups. My family hates me: my sisters blame me for everything that goes wrong, my parents yell at me if I don’t get straight A’s, my mom has told me repeatedly that I will amount to nothing in my life, and my father’s business requires that he constantly travels, so he no longer even knows me. The only being I can count on to love me is my old dog, who may not be around much longer. I am pretty sure that I will have to join the military in order to pay for college, because my parents have very little hope for me. I have bouts of severe depression, and have more than once considered suicide.
Sincerely, don't you DARE tell me have rich parents makes life easy